I Will Teach You How to Hunt Gods

Chapter 569 148: Reasons (4,200 Words)

Food, medical care, education.

In these few short minutes, Mokaka didn't elaborate too much on her governance philosophy—she just mentioned a few points and gave some examples.

But Yang Qian nodded along, unable to help but applaud Mokaka in his heart.

He had indeed watched Mokaka's live broadcasts before. The girl's political knowledge was always so erudite, her various ideologies and policies articulated so clearly, and she had never lost a one-on-one debate.

Otherwise, she couldn't have accumulated so much popularity and support.

However, Yang Qian had never truly regarded Mokaka as a qualified leader in the past.

Because in his view, there are too many people in this world who could talk eloquently, but those with actual abilities are always rare.

He had seen similar people before, and even the previous mayor Kars was such an existence.

Before officially taking office, Kars was even better at making grand statements than Mokaka now—he would talk about making Lower City great again and surpassing Upper City in per capita GDP within decades, making people excited.

But in the end?

Lower City still remained the pus-filled Lower City, and the people who couldn't get enough to eat still had to rely on the northwest wind and sewer cockroaches to fill their stomachs. The only difference was that Kars himself became extremely wealthy.

Yang Qian thought Mokaka was very likely the same type of person, all ideas on her lips, but all business in her mind.

But... these suspicions were all shattered when Mokaka revealed her thoughts.

Although the content wasn't much, each of the three governance strategies had its own reasoning. Most importantly, these strategies were not empty castles in the air but policies with real implementation value.

Just for this reason, Yang Qian could see that Mokaka had genuinely put in effort in this area.

Unfortunately, she spoke too quickly; it only took a few minutes to finish everything, and most critically, these contents were simple and understandable, so he couldn't pretend not to understand to buy more time.

"Four and a half minutes left."

Yang Qian glanced at the time discreetly, thought for a moment, then had a plan.

Even though he quite liked Mokaka as a leader, this didn't prevent him from exchanging Mokaka's head for a reward.

He once had conscience and compassion, but the little goodness he had was thrown into the sewer the moment he chose to become the Collection Clan's lackey.

"So, sorry, girl."

He silently apologized in his heart, then opened his mouth again to ask, "Your policies sound effective, but as you know, even the best plans have to be executed to be effective, and in Lower City, enforcement is precisely the most difficult aspect."

"Ubiquitous gang members, underground forces with networks denser than an anthill, tangled black markets, and agents from certain giant corporations..."

"How do you plan to deal with them?"

A rather difficult question.

At any time, public security is something that gives the Lower City Mayor headaches.

Sometimes something very simple, or a policy, becomes quite troublesome when implemented at the grassroots level.

Take the "universal vending machines" prevalent in Lower City as an example. These little gadgets also went through countless difficulties when they were first promoted in Lower City.

Sometimes they would be hacked by gang hackers soon after being installed; sometimes, after reaching an agreement with a major gang in an area, paying them to accept the vending machines, the original gang would be wiped out in a gang war soon after, and the new gang wouldn't recognize the terms discussed by the old gang, continuing to hack the vending machines...

This made the manufacturer—World River Group suffer significant losses, eventually having to hire dozens of hacker teams and create an armed drone network cluster, killing countless gang members to barely solve this issue.

Yang Qian believed this problem would surely stump Mokaka, at least making her ponder for a few minutes to buy time.

But what he couldn't expect was, the moment he finished speaking, Mokaka laughed and took out a gold medal from her pocket engraved with a wheat-and-three-star badge.

A General rank, one level higher than the previous Second Legion Commander Tang Yue, only with a few silver squares below the rank, indicating this is an "acting position."

"Damn... how could I have forgotten about this!"

Yang Qian's pupils shrank, realizing something was wrong, seemingly already anticipating how Mokaka would answer.

And indeed... Mokaka's next words were almost identical to what she imagined.

"This is the significance of receiving military assistance."

The girl grinned, smiling, "The military's force can ensure that all schemes are implemented, and the sense of responsibility soldiers have can allow them to release kindness to the grassroots people when executing orders. Thus, as long as we can restrain the military's conduct, we can protect the law properly. Meanwhile, we can also help the military build a good community image among civilians."

"It's a win-win."

After saying a long series of words, Mokaka felt a bit thirsty, stretched lazily, and casually said, "Do you have any more questions? If not, that's all for today."

"..."

Yang Qian's pupils slightly shrank, inwardly feeling something was amiss.